Number of Lyrics in Album : 17
By Cloud Cult, Bobby's got a spacesuit made out of squirrel skin He's pushing
By Cloud Cult, In the middle of the car crash, You turned to me
By Cloud Cult, Clip-clop happy horse Giddy-up away from no-no-no Into ya-ya-ya Slish-slush life boat Float me
By Cloud Cult, I like my happy hippo-pot-a-mus, she's sleeping under my, matt-er-us. She shows
By Cloud Cult, (voice recording) ...when i felt the cold coming up i went "oh
By Cloud Cult, Come and speak to me, my friend. Forget the words
By Cloud Cult, I got two hands on the sunshine I got one foot
By Cloud Cult, There are a million things I'd like to do today,
By Cloud Cult, And as the ending came, the people watch complacently and
By Cloud Cult, I bought a new shirt And I got new socks But my
By Cloud Cult, It's the thoughts that you feed It's the habits you need It's
By Cloud Cult, Today is the day we take off your training wheels.
By Cloud Cult, I heard grandpa on my transistor radio, Though he turned in
By Cloud Cult, I washed your car last week you gave me a kiss
By Cloud Cult, We made up your mind for you last night, so
By Cloud Cult, Will we wake up in the body of a buffalo,
By Cloud Cult, You've got your bones to make a beat, you'd better